Kovit Not Even Bones Novels & Stories

“Allow me this pleasure, please.” Kevin swallowed hard. Felt his throat burn. Without warning, T-Murek plunged the rod into his left foot with an impelling force. Kevin’s eyes bulged at the sudden excruciating pain coursing through his veins. His bones felt crushed. Allowing him no time to recover, T-Murek nailed another rod through his right foot, crushing his bones, and pinning it to the table. Kevin’s blood poured onto the table. He wanted to scream, but they were suppressed behind the gag that’d been pushed down into his mouth.

Red liquid drops off them and they settle on the bottom of the socket. I step back and grab the mattock. I pry some stone away from the clavicle, a cracked scapula and the tops of the humerus. They were abnormally small in comparison to the skull, as though the head had grown, but the body had remained the size of a toddler’s. The bones had scratches all over them, indicating the marks of trauma. I retch and swallow the taste of vomit. “Rita?” Boris calls from the other side of the safety tape.

The Revenant raised their hands to defend, ice forming in complex patterns. Kael crawled through the chaos. Nobody noticed him. Too small, too weak to be a threat. He reached the Revenant’s feet and grabbed an ankle. Golden light exploded from his hands. The Revenant screamed. Their form flickered, the fog-like quality burning away. What remained was human. A woman, maybe fifty, with grey hair and eyes that burned with fanatic intensity. And the bone crown wasn’t a crown at all. It was part of her skull. Grown into the bone. Fused permanently.

The town's elders, the keepers of the forgotten knowledge, held the key to unlocking the secrets buried within Silverwood's soul. As the nights grew darker and the full moon loomed overhead, I found myself drawn into a clandestine world hidden beneath the surface. I met Gabriel, a brooding and enigmatic figure who had dedicated his life to hunting the creatures that prowled in the moonlit shadows. His haunted eyes told a story of personal loss, a tragedy that had driven him to confront the curse head-on.

he said but Nathan looked around and saw a man come out from the back of the house, he was wearing a hoodie but he didn't pay attention because he thought it wasn't suspicious. They all went inside but stopped when they saw the broken door. They knew what had happened so they quickly went inside but Zera's knees seemed to lose strength when they saw them, it softened when they saw the mother and daughter lying face down on the floor, they were already bathed in their own blood. "Who is the animal that did this?!" Xanti screamed in exasperation. He just pulled out his hair, they all felt tired because they couldn't seem to get the answer.

Kohl looked as helpless as a lost puppy. Indeed... Varca, in those days, was twice as strong as Kohl could be. Kohl couldn't control his instincts yet, which threw him off the sail to victory. Kohl saw the look of desperation in Kathleen's eyes. He knew he wouldn't survive after today. He was just a Human and Varca was a hell chosen Vampire. The match would be tough, especially towards the end.

They were destined for bigger things and this will shape them into powerful leaders one day. If it was the Moon Goddess’ will, then I will do my very best to protect them with my life. I mouthed to my son, "Thank you," and then walked towards Killian, who was studying the bones in front of him, looking for that part where he could easily destroy it without burning himself. We noticed that the bones weren’t just ordinary bones but were also coated with silver, a cage that made sure no werewolf would ever get out from it. “This is harder than I think it is,” Killian said softly, not wanting the kids to hear the despair in his voice.

The doctor said, "If we can't find a suitable bone marrow match, a month at most." One month. Serena closed her eyes. She thought about Luca's cold, indifferent gaze. She thought about him calling her and Mattia's lives worthless. She thought about Gabriele's disgusting face. She thought about the cameras, the comments, and the laughter. She also thought about one other person—Adriano. The man who had pushed her into hell was now the only person who could save Mattia. She gripped her phone, her palm slick with sweat. The first call went unanswered, and so did the second. She could not tell if she felt disappointed or relieved, but Mattia could not wait any longer. When the third call connect

I muttered, staggering to my feet and grabbing the coat I’d left by a nearby gravestone. Together, we approached the box again. I held my breath as I peered inside and I immediately felt the air get sucked right out of my lungs. It was a skeleton. But not just any skeleton, iIt was longer than any human I’d ever seen, probably eight or nine feet tall. It's bones shimmered like glass yet looked as sturdy as steel. It was so clear that it glinted in the moonlight, and I noticed gold engravings everywhere across the bones.

she said. And then she stretched more and she could feel the bones in her neck straining. Karou held onto her ankle and tried pushing her away. Jun wasn’t a messy fighter. But when your opponent refused to stay down you had to fight messy. She removed her leg and she planned to stomp on her face, but Karou moved out of the way quickly. Takashi had given her an antidote earlier, but she hadn’t taken it because it didn’t seem to affect her. She got the vial from her pocket and she squeezed it and threw it against her face and it broke.